Both me and hubby work hard, and the hours he works means quite often he's not home until bedtime for the boys or after bedtime. Which means a lot of the childcare, home stuff and general life stuff falls to me during the week. It's difficult for both of us - for him not seeing the boys and for me being the solo parent in charge! But these are the difficult years. This is the time when it is a struggle. When it is difficult and we just have to get through it. Celebrating each minor achievement (like K being able to read the bedtime story, or me not being a mess after battling solo bath and bedtime) and keeping it altogether.
All of the above makes times like this more special.
Having time the 4 of us is special. Even if it is just a walk round a shopping centre, browsing in shops, grabbing lunch in BHS and having a coffee. Followed by home dinner together, bathtime done by K!! Pjs and sofa chilling before bedtime. It was not all rainbows and unicorns - going out and about with the boys comes with its own problems. Grumpy hungry tired children going in and out of shops which are all geared up for Christmas. I say M name far too many times and I get flustered easily. But these moments are still special even if they are just life.
Life is busy. That's my default answer. How's you? Tired,busy. Both are true. Yes the days themselves can be hard. But the moments those are special.